Ye Li’s first reaction upon getting her phone was to check the browsing history, certain she had seen a similar design sowhere else.
She regretted speaking too soon.
Should have backed Phantom right away, then smashed Chen Jiayuan in the face with solid evidence afterward, she’d like to see how he dared to act like a respectable senior.
She detested plagiarists the most, especially those who did it with such brazen shalessness!
Ye Li only had a vague impression, having seen it on so design forum.
Though she didn’t have a photographic mory, the design had been stunning enough at the ti to leave a deep imprint in her mind.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have stared at Lovesickness for so long just now.
After searching fruitlessly for a while, Ye Li decided to go ho and search on her computer.
Even if she didn’t owe Chen Jiayuan an explanation, she needed sothing to say in case Professor Zhao asked, to avoid giving people a handle.
Aimlessly leaving the Bishui Bay exhibit hall, Ye Li looked around and couldn’t help but sigh.
Those who ca here were without exception either rich or noble, each arriving in their own luxury cars.
Or they would be picked up after the exhibition ended.
Ye Li had been driven out, and at this mont, the family driver likely hadn’t even set out yet.
She called the driver to co pick her up now and, turning her head, she gazed at the distant coastline, casually walking forward.
When a car sped by, Ye Li instinctively looked back, giving it just one glance before she continued on her way.
Behind her, in the Ferrari, it seed as if Ye Li’s cold glance had stung Zhou Hecchen.
Zhou Hecchen floored the throttle, roaring past Ye Li and drifted to a stop in front of her.
The passenger door slowly opened, and Zhou Hecchen, with a deep look in his eyes, said to Ye Li, "Get in, I have sothing to say to you!"
Ye Li stepped back, "Whatever you have to say, say it here."
Zhou Hecchen’s expression darkened, "Xiao Li, are you... afraid of ?"
Growing up together, Zhou Hecchen knew all about Ye Li’s quirky and lively nature.
She never did anything that would put her at a disadvantage; if soone angered her, she would hit back harder until they were internally seething.
With him, she was even more so.
In Zhou Hecchen’s mory, Ye Li would smile at him, throw tantrums, and would huffily say to him: "Zhou Hecchen, I hate you, I’m angry, the kind you can’t coax!"
Then, the girl would turn around and run off in a huff.
In a few days, once she was coaxed, she’d be that sweetly smiling Xiao Li again.
But now, there was no laughter on her face, no laughter in her eyes; when she looked at him, she was guarded, as if he was the type of person she used to hate the most, eager to get away from him.
"Xiao Li..."
Getting out of the car and walking up to Ye Li, Zhou Hecchen looked down at her and said, "If I say I’m sorry, can you forgive ?"
"I..."
Fearing that Ye Li’s first words would be "I don’t forgive," Zhou Hecchen quickly interjected, "Xiao Li, I know we can’t go back! I know I’ve wronged you ti and again, and you’ve completely lost hope in ! But Xiao Li..."
His voice growing hoarse, Zhou Hecchen looked at Ye Li with a stubborn gaze, "It’s just... I care about you too much!"
"I won’t make excuses for what happened; it was my fault. But Xiao Li, I don’t want you to hate , to be afraid of , to avoid . Xiao Li, please, for the sake of the many years we’ve spent together, forgive this one last ti, will you?"
Him in the hotel, cold and dissolute.
Him as Vincent, full of sches.
Him in the hospital, violent and ferocious, and the him right now, full of remorse and apology.
Ye Li couldn’t discern which face was truly his.
It turned out, she had never really seen him clearly.
How laughable.
"Zhou Hecchen, I..."
Just as Ye Li began to speak, cries and footsteps rang out from behind, "Ye Li!"
Halting mid-sentence, Ye Li turned around to see Jiang Chengcheng approaching quickly.
Zhou Hecchen’s face instantly darkened.
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